Category Archives: Literature

Because I talked about it yesterday, because the public demands have been unceasing, but mostly because I don’t have anything else prepared today RADIOFREEUBU proudly presents another slab from the immortal SNAKES IN CAVES:   We have seasons, real seasons, … Continue reading →

Here’s my own little contribution to the field of orgiastic dance — once again from that old Sakes in Caves opus… The music intensified, the pipes squalling, and Heather stood to take off the army shirt. She bent to slip … Continue reading →

What the Blind Girl Said 1.) At one time I had normal vision. I had sight that was 20/400, which means that what you can see at twenty feet looked like it was four hundred feet away to me. But … Continue reading →

Lucky you — I’m too busy/lazy today to do anything but run another spellbinding excerpt from my novel SNAKES IN CAVES:   Allegheny County — the county Pittsburgh’s in — is named after the Allegheny River, the river of the … Continue reading →

Oh, man, I’ve got to tell you…there’s a certain young lady author whose book I panned on the space not long ago – I won’t repeat her name because she is such a relentless self-Googler (tacky, tacky, tacky). To maintain … Continue reading →

From The Bacchae of Euripides Translated by Gilbert Murray   Some Maidens –   Will they ever come to me, ever again, The long, long dances, On through the dark till the dim stars wane? Shall I feel the dew … Continue reading →

Some more nuggets excavated from Thomas Mann’s The Magic Mountain: Her sex knows no pity or concern when staring at the horrors of passion, an elemental emotion with which the female is apparently much more familiar than the male, who … Continue reading →

Heather – What? Charlie – Well, it’s just…what happened in the cave, or what it seemed to me happened in the cave – I mean, was that real? Heather – Real? (Laughs) Who knows? No, seriously, Charlie, I’ll tell you … Continue reading →

A Mused (Part Four) If, as I pointed out in Part Three of this essay, it’s true that the supernatural needs humanity, it’s equally true that humanity needs the supernatural, something our contemporary age seems to have forgotten. Sure, it’s … Continue reading →

A Mused (Part Three) It was interesting to me to realize that the following quote from La Belle Dame sans Merci and the Aesthetics of Romanticism by Barbara Fass, a volume of literary criticism, could just as easily have come … Continue reading →